Social Distancing

Today the sky’s a perfect hue

no clouds to chase the sun away

as nature paints in shades of blue

erasing storm from yesterday

Yet filled with turmoil from within

and no firm words to quell our doubt

a madness seeks to underpin

and threaten those we know and love.

We have no map to guide this quest

so cast our hope to Providence,

will we all withstand the test

when future judges our response?

The sun shines bright on this spring morn

the outline of still naked trees

reach across the empty street,

cast dappled shadows on the lawn.

It’s funny how we never miss

the simple things until their gone.

© Ginny Brannan 2020

For NaPoWriMo 2020